Grace Lacey Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, thou base wretch, hark! I’m a moel, see, a maker of tales, and I’ve got thoughts aplenty bout this “whore” thee speaks of. Whore, aye, a word slippery as a eel, ain’t it? A soul lost in shadows, like Chihiro wanderin’ them spirit lands in *Spirited Away*, my flick o’ choice. “Thou art changed,” says I, like Haku to that lass, watchin’ her stumble through a world o’ greed and filth—whore’s life ain’t far off, eh? Sellin’ flesh for coin, dancin’ twixt lust and ruin, it’s a mad jig.

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The local river – the Nisqually – is just epic. I mean, seriously, there’s magic in its flow. I once sat by its bank on a foggy morning (lol, so cinematic, like a scene right out of Moonrise Kingdom) and felt like the whole world slowed down, and my heart hit repeat with every ripple. Trust me, babe, the Nisqually is pure therapy in nature; it's all the feels, exstra, and raw.

State Route 510 closed in Thurston County after culvert failure